When my late Grandfather turned 80 back in 72, we threw him a dinner party. Around that dinner table were Workmen Circle buds of my Grandparents.
As was my grandfather’s custom at such dinners, he made a long and boring (to me) speech. This speech ended with a toast to Golda America—the most wonderful Country ever.
This toast floored me. These old union activists were toasting an America that had Richard Nixon as President. It was an America mired in Vietnam, with a government that was not friendly to unions and working people. It was America in which equal rights were denied for a majority of its citizens.
It was America to be changed; not to be cherished.
Maybe these old folks had a touch or more of senility. After all, they did like their heavy Jewish food and their schnapps. They rarely exercised.
As I aged, I realized that it was a Gold America to my Grandfather and his cohorts.
They came from the old country for freedom’s sake. They wanted to be free of governmental, economic and religious shackles.
And, they did become free of these shackles. Oh, did they ever.
None of them ever suffered persecution or bodily harm because of their religious beliefs or lack of.
None of them were jailed for their political views, speech, or activities, which, at times, were in opposition to the government.
Their children rose in social and economic standing.
Their children went to some of the finest universities in America.
America prospered and become more equitable during these old radicals’ lifetimes. Oh, did it ever.
When my grandfather gave the Golda America toast, America was the richest country per capita, per gross national product, per everything in the world’s history.
America was the leading cultural, technological and manufacturing force in the world. If it wasn’t made or created in America, you would have trouble finding it anywhere.
America was a great society, with a burgeoning safety net for its less fortunate citizens.
America had the finest public libraries and educational systems in the world.
Liberalism had reached its apogee in America. Unions were strong; the Clean Air Act and other social/economic program were just enacted; national health care was close at hand.
Once upon a time, there was a “Golda America.”